Only rage.

“Are you out of your mind, Lourdes?” he shouted.

“You froze the credit line and my checking account — I’m in a meeting with my partners and my card just got declined!”

“You spent forty-eight thousand six hundred dollars of our savings over six months,” I said, level as a table.

“On a bracelet, on weekends away, on her rent.

You can put your lunch on her card.”